So my dear "little" son weighs just over 24 pounds at about 9 months old. He's a tank to say the least, which is great, I love it. He's fantastic and I will not complain because I love him 100% just the way he is, he is PERFECT to me. MIL has never, and won't ever, hear me say one negative thing about my son in regards to his size (to be honest I don't know that I could ever complain about him period since he's my little miracle gift but in this instance it's about his size).
So A and his parents are chatting on skype. I lift Joe up and A makes what can best be described as a groan over how big little man is. His mother pipes in with a "he's just so big no wonder you guys always complain about having to carry him around"
ok bitch
1. neither of us complained, A was just making a fucking noise to get little man to mimic it.
2. STFU
then I'm getting him ready for bed, and let me take the moment to sidebar and say I don't need to let them "participate" in his nightly routine. Truth be told it led to an argument with the hubs since I'm trying to get a baby to RELAX to go to sleep with bath, massage, book, and boob.... they do NOT need to be on the computer making noises and trying to get him to "talk" to them and getting him all crazy...
anyways
My husband is gone 90% of the week. I hate his job, this is not news to anyone. So his mother is constantly "trying to help him understand"... by talking shit in my opinion.
So little man is squirming around trying to see the computer while I'm trying to get a diaper on him, total distraction right?
MIL pops up with "well see A now you have an idea of what C (our day care lady) has to go through in dealing with him all day"
hold up bitch
she watches him for 30% of the day
how about we say "see A now you have an idea of what Layla deals with every night/day/etc" instead of completely dismissing my role as a parent
So I roll my eyes and say a shorter version of that sentence and she apparently heard me (I was whispering to A) and says "well what do you want me to do pretend that you're the one taking care of J most of the time. no you just hand him off and let C take care of him all day and you come home to put him to sleep"
I walked out of the room
I couldn't handle her
I wanted to scream
This is the woman who "proudly" worked two jobs when her kids were young letting her elderly parents care for her two boys (for free I might add)
who has stated many times over that formula was the best invention because "babies don't belong on the tit if the family can afford formula" ... yea... let that one sink in ... and cause she "wanted my breasts back to myself, they (her children) were never worthy of the destruction they caused my chest"
the woman who is a twat in my opinion
I was just done
I dont want to hear her voice again.
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